May 5th, 2002. No names, no strings attached,just us, meeting on the same date, same place,every year. For other people, Childrens day is when crowds of family roamed the streets of Seoul. Parents hands in hands with their children, enjoying their time together. It was not the same for the seventeen year old Park Bom, who lost her mother on the day.Running away with no direction from her mothers funeral, Park Bom found herself lost in the middle of the packed city. That was when she met the guy with no name. And so from that day on, both of them met on the same date and spot for seven years.  Foreword "Hyung! Youre here!" I could hear Jiyong screaming from the other end of the hotels lobby. It has been three years since the last time I went to Seoul. There was really no need of me coming to this afwully crowded city. Nothing here interests me, I had always preferred living in the quite Busan.Jiyong is getting married and somehow I ended up being his best man. I have never heard of someone who considers his own senior to be his best man. I mean, he is either mocking me for not getting married yet, or no one offered to take the job. I was not too fancy about being someones best man and I agreed only because of that one bet that I lost to him on last Christmas."Hyung!!!" He ran towards me in a childlike manner and I cannot help myself but to laugh at how this kid is getting married. He never seems to age, not in the sense of his manner or physical appearance. He was the same Kwon Jiyong that I first knew 10 years ago. Sometimes I wonder what kind of girl would want to marry him, constantly comforting myself if Jiyong and I were to be the only males survived in the apocalypse, probably the female counterparts will choose me instead of him. He proved me wrong by getting married before I do. Current level of insecurity; infinity."Oh, youre here too." I greeted him with a pat at the back. "Wow, youre finally in Seoul hyung! I had tried so many ways to persuade you to come, I didnt know getting married works! If not, I would have gotten married in the first place!" joked Jiyong. "Well, if it werent for me, I guess youll be getting married without a best man." "Of course! There is no better person that can be my best man other than you." "Really?" I asked him sarcastically. "REALLY REALLY!""Wheres your fiancée?" I asked him. "Oh, Bommie? Shes waiting for us in the car, leggo!" Jiyong picked my small sized luggage, the luggage that held just enough clothes for me to wear until the day after his wedding. I was not planning to stay any longer in this city. Jiyong finds difficulties in handling the luggage. Although it was small in size, it was really heavy to handle. He walks clumsily towards the entrance and inserted my luggage at the back of his Range Rover. I quickly followed his way to greet his fiancée. This Bommie girl.Through three years of Jiyongs relationship with this girl, I had never seen, or at least, never noticed her face. Jiyong usually showed his cheesy couple photos to his friends, but until now, I had never seen Boms face. This meeting, just seven days before his wedding, was the first time I will hold sight of Park Bom.Jiyong went to the passenger side of the door and opened the door for his fiancée. Since the passenger side was on the opposite side of the hotels entrance, I can only see the back of this Bom girl. Jiyong slightly pulled her hand around the car and finally face me.Both Bom and I stood still as our eyes met. At least I did. That face, Ive seen her before. I have totally seen her before.Thats it, the girl with no name.As we stood in front of Seouls Imperials entrance, my heart was brought back to 2002s Childrens Day, the first day I met the girl with no name.